Tuesday, August 27, 2013

note to self

 



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Whoever or whatever is in your life right now has not yet been taken away from you. 

This may sound trivial, obvious, like nothing, but really it is the key to everything, the why and how and wherefore of existence. 

Impermanence has already rendered everything and everyone around you so deeply holy and significant and worthy of your heartbreaking gratitude. 

Loss has already transfigured your life into an altar.


 

–Jeff Foster




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Monday, August 26, 2013

3 things i learned while my plane crashed









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Know that the outward form passes away,
but the world of reality remains forever.

How long will you play at loving the shape of the jug?
Leave the jug; go, seek the water!


–Rumi






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Monday, August 19, 2013

Learning to Die





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A person who does not know how to die does not know how to live, and vice versa. You should learn to die—to die immediately. This is a practice.

Are your ready to die now? Are you ready to arrange your schedule in such a way that you could die in peace tonight? That may be a challenge, but that’s the practice. If you don’t do this, you will always be tormented by regret.

… We should never forget that dying is as important as living.


—Thich Nhat Hanh
You Are Here (2009, pp. 116, 131)






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Sunday, August 18, 2013

the end of suffering







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Hearing the bell
I let go of all my afflictions
My heart is calm
my sorrow ended
No longer bound to anything
I learn to listen to my suffering
And to the suffering of others
When understanding is born in me
Compassion is also born


–Thich Nhat Hanh




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Sunday, August 11, 2013

Friday, August 9, 2013

note to self ...


 
 
 
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We took such care of tomorrow but died on the way there.

—Warsan Shire






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Wednesday, August 7, 2013

who shall say?









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Monday, August 5, 2013

uh oh





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I interviewed a woman who is terminally ill. 

‘So,’ I tried to delicately ask, ‘What is it like to wake up every morning and know that you are dying?’ 

‘Well,’ she responded, ‘What is it like to wake up every morning and pretend that you are not?’


–Unknown




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Sunday, August 4, 2013

requiem for a friend (excerpt)





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I have my dead, and I have let them go,
and was amazed to see them so contented,
so soon at home in being dead, so cheerful,
so unlike their reputation.  Only you
return; brush past me, loiter, try to knock
against something, so that the sound reveals
your presence.  Oh don't take from me what I
am slowly learning.  I'm sure you have gone astray
it you are moved to homesickness for anything
in this dimension.  We transform these Things;
they aren't real, they are only the reflections
upon the polished surface of our being.

–Rainer Maria Rilke




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Saturday, August 3, 2013

Obituary




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Just once, you say,
you'd like to see
an obituary in which
the deceased didn't succumb
after "a heroic struggle" with cancer,
or heart disease, or Alzheimer's, or
whatever it was
that finally took him down.

Just once, you say,
couldn't the obit read:
He got sick and quit.
He gave up the ghost.
He put up no fight at all.
Rolled over. Bailed out.
Got out while the getting was good.
Excused himself from life's feast.


You're making a joke and
I laugh, though you can't know
I'm considering exactly that:
no radical prostatectomy for me,
no matter what General Practitioner
and Major Oncologist may say.

I think, let that walnut-sized
pipsqueak have its way with me,
that pebble in cancer's slingshot
that brings dim Goliath down.

So, old friend, before I go
and take all the wide world with me,
I want you to know
I picked up the tip.
I skipped the main course,
I'm here in the punch line.
Old friend, the joke's on me.


–Ronald Wallace





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